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1 I,I | Yes, wife, here I am," answered the perfumer, coming into
2 I,III| eyes, filled~with tears, answered for him. The offer seemed
3 I,III| respected."~ ~"Monsieur," he answered at last, "I will succeed!"~ ~"
4 I,IV | building almost to a farthing,"~answered the young man; "but as I
5 I,IV | did not insert and never~answered. He was in other respects
6 I,IV | lease run?"~ ~"Seven years," answered Birotteau.~ ~"Think what
7 I,IV | neither read~nor write, she answered a letter with a blow of
8 I,V | You are the master," she answered.~ ~Cesar took his wife by
9 I,VI | Pillerault.~ ~"Well, what of it?" answered his uncle, who had a special
10 I,VI | Birotteau.~ ~"Yes, indeed," answered Constance, always under
11 I,VI | Quantities; by the gross," answered the banker. "But it is all
12 I,VI | to-night, at any rate," answered~Claparon, who was choking.~ ~"
13 I,VII| francs to me."~ ~Birotteau answered with a jest; but he was
14 I,III| mortals'?"~ ~"Provided," answered du Tillet, stabbed afresh
15 I,III| to the firm of Nucingen," answered du Tillet,~perceiving that
16 I,III| her.~ ~"With money," he answered, pulling out the bank-bills,
17 I,III| Birotteau.~ ~"I don't know," answered Popinot. "Though I belong
18 I,IV | Cesar's brow.~ ~"Yes," he answered, naively. "Do you think
19 I,IV | copper-plate; he rapped, nobody~answered, and he went in. The place,
20 I,V | wise man that you are," answered Gigonnet, with a~flattering
21 I,V | said to her.~ ~"Yes," she answered.~ ~"Now that I am one of
22 I,VI | living with my own son," she answered, with a tender~manner that
23 I,VII| do," the poor worn Cesar answered one~day to his friend Matifat.~ ~*****~ ~
24 I,VII| said Popinot.~ ~"Yes," answered the mother, smiling.~ ~"
25 I,VII| what he told him,~Birotteau answered: "I shall never go back
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